Chapter 1304: Immortal Power (Part 2)

There was only a huge void crack, spreading from the front of the sword holding supreme to the three supreme.
The ice star in the sky shattered suddenly, and the demon soldiers that covered the sky were turned into powder, and the river of ten colored arrows was divided into two.
On Han Lianyi's three people, quietly, endless black thunder rose up.
Boom boom boom!
Above the Immortal Phoenix Palace, there seemed to be three black suns, the constant sun transformed by black thunder, swallowing everything.
The endless turbulence gathered in it. In the fairy phoenix imperial city, everything that did not belong to the fairy phoenix imperial city, did not belong to the existence of this top treasure, was destroyed, including the wonderful brothel that Qin Xuan had stepped into before. In the waves, was torn into nothingness.
In a sudden, the thunder and black sun gradually dissipated.
The figure of the three great nobles was revealed, and the three great nobles, everyone's face was pale.
Han Canglian, there was even a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, and she lost the power of Demon Lord.
The sword-holding supreme of Fenglei Wanwuzong smiled softly, "Junior Brother, it's going to be quicker, the journey is far away, no delay!"
Below, the supreme who came straight to Qin Xuan had already reached out his palm, his palm shook, and a spear had emerged.
"Amitabha!" Qianci Zhizhi said the Buddha's name, stepping out.
In front of him, there is a Buddha of Qizhang, and the Buddha's light illuminates the void.
The supreme spear of the Fenglei Wanwu Sect blasted down on the Buddha in a flash.
boom!
After a stalemate for a few breaths, the tower of the Buddha's statue was broken.
Qianci Zhizun's eyes narrowed slightly, and the golden palm of his hand collided with the sharp spear.
In just a moment, Qian Ci's expression turned red, and his anger rose, like a King Kong.
Behind him, a vajra figure appeared.
boom!
Qianci Zhizun snorted and took a step back.
Then, the second step, the third step...
"I'll help you!" Feng Mo finally reacted, he recovered his body, showing a burly appearance, and the Devil Dragon Star Devourer appeared in his hand.
The spear was like a dragon, and suddenly collided with the cyan spear in the hands of the supreme.
boom!
Qianci Zhizun's footsteps stopped and he no longer backed away. The white beard around his mouth was stained with bright red.
The wind demon is like a demon god, and his muscles are like a dragon.
"roll!"
He roared, mana, spirit, pouring out at this moment, gathered in this gun.
What's more, it merged into this magic dragon star-devouring gun from heaven and earth, and on it, blood-colored runes lit up, as if there was a flame burning like red blood.
That is Dao Wen, the Dao Wen.
The palm of Qian Ci was also covered with golden Dao patterns.
Under the silver-patterned purple robe, a pair of icy eyes appeared, like an eagle wolf, arrogant enough to watch these two people.
"Many arm as a car!"
From his mouth, only four characters were spit out.
Immediately, on the cyan spear, the runes lit up.
In the Immortal Phoenix Palace, a violent storm suddenly started, and the entire world seemed to have turned into a violent wind, appearing behind the Fenglei Wanwuzong Supreme who was holding a spear.
The endless Feng Bao, from outside the Three Passes, spreading to the silver-patterned purple robe, impacted on the cyan spear.
Boom boom boom...
Qianci and Feng Mo, at this moment, are like falling leaves in a violent wind, and then retreat.
Nearly retreating to Qin Xuan, their arms trembled, and the Dao Wen almost collapsed.
"Wow!"
"Wow!"
The sound of vomiting blood came from the two people, and immediately, the spear shook and turned into nothingness.
Feng Mo and Qian Cifang took a breath. They looked at the gun standing, like an unstoppable silver-patterned purple robe, and looked at the supreme who was blown down and revealed his true face.
A middle-aged man, looking tough, with a high hair bun, standing with a gun.
What makes Feng Mo and Qianci even more incredible is that the supreme in front of him, the bone age, is only ten thousand years old.
Wan Zai Zhizun, one shot, defeated him.
In the air, the silver-patterned purple robe was also slowly uncovered, revealing a aging old man.
The old man was old, with silver pupils in his eyes, quietly looking at the three Han Canglian.
"Lei Fa Dao, the threefold way!"
"The fourth step of kendo, sword robbery!"
"Who are you two?"
Han Canglian and the three of them looked solemn to the extreme, looking at these two supreme sages.
They have vaguely guessed that being able to have such a powerful supreme is definitely not something that the three major galaxies and ten major star regions can possess.
Both are supreme, but these two people seem to be high above them, overlooking them.
Even the three major galaxies and the ten major star regions are called marginal places.
How proud!
The old man smiled, he looked at the three people, and slowly said: "The old and dead animal husbandry supreme, the 17th supreme of the Fenglei Wanwu clan!"
Below, Feng Lei and the people Qian Ci faced, also stood with guns, and spoke indifferently.
"Shepherd Supreme, Wind and Thunder All Things Sect, the 19th Supreme Human Race!"
Two voices sounded in the air.
In an instant, the entire fairy phoenix imperial city fell into a dead silence.
Wind and Thunder of Everything!
Immortal veins!
Wu Yuanjun finally remembered why he was so familiar.
When she was young, she had traveled to the realm of cultivation and saw this time a silver-patterned purple robe.
That time, it was in the land of a foreign race. Someone came here wearing a silver-patterned purple robe. A million creatures of the local foreign race bowed their heads to him.
After that, Jun Wu Yuan asked several times before he knew the meaning of this silver-patterned purple robe.
Wind and Thunder All Things Sect, supreme belongs!
Time is too long, when Wu Yuanjun was still young, there was a gap of tens of thousands of years from now.
What's more, Jun Wu Yuan couldn't imagine that Feng Lei Wan Wu Sect, a stomping, would be enough to make the Feng Lei Wan Wu Sect a huge shock in the cultivation world. Someone would come to the Ten Star Territories and this Immortal Phoenix Relic.
Not only Wu Yuanjun, but Han Canglian and Xu Aohuang were also silent.
They all know what Feng Lei Wanwu Sect represents.
Immortal veins!
That is Xianmai!
An existence that is enough for the cultivation world, thousands of sects, and millions of big clans to look up to.
Fenglei Wanwu Sect is the third-ranked immortal sect of the Seven Great Immortal Veins of the Human Race, and it exists alongside the ten immortal Veins of the Starry Sky Alien Race.
"Xian'er, what did this fellow do?" Han Canglian turned his head slightly and glanced at Wuxian.
Knowing the identities of these two people, she must carefully consider.
Otherwise, it is not a matter of random intervention, but a matter of the survival of the entire Holy Demon Palace.
Wu Xian had already been dull, she didn't know what Feng Lei Wanwu Sect was, but it was absolutely terrifying that she could hurt her master, even her expression so solemn.
"Evergreen him, Qin Changqing him, to save us and kill someone!"
"Who killed?"
"It seems to be from a fairy list called Wan Xu!"
"The ninety-seventh of the immortal list, the rising star of the Fenglei Wanwu Sect, the sun and thunder Wan Xu!?"
Han Canglian was stunned for a while, her afterlight fell on Qin Xuan, taking a breath.
Xianbang Tianjiao, this little guy from the Sky Cloud Sect, actually killed a Xianbang Tianjiao.
She remembered that Wan Xu, the of thunder, was the Taoist King of Return to Void, right?
How did this little guy do it? Able to kill Wan Xu in the Nascent Soul Realm, across a big realm.
After that, Jun Wu Yuan, even Xu Aohuang, who was too cultivating to forget feelings, couldn't help but stare at Qin Xuan.
Obviously, they had learned what Qin Xuan did from their descendants.
Qian Ci sighed, and Feng Mo was stiff to the extreme.
He does not know whether it is happiness, worry, annoyance, or hate!
"Run away, Master, save you!" Feng Mo just spit out six characters.
Qin Xuan was still standing still, the wings on his back seemed to be different from before, and every scale seemed to be hazy.
His face was calm, as indifferently as water, responding to the wind demon.
"No need!"